Тональность: D# minor
Verse 1
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How many
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know what funk is? Raise your hands
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You ready for this world?
Verse 2
my style is hardcore
I'm Craig Mack,
comin in at your backdoor
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My rhymes hit hard,
no games like ping- pong
I'm strong (like who Craig?) Kong!
I'm flexin, what's next
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My licks get the kicks like the
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Like Damien, the Omen son, I won't run
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Craig Mack is like a loaded four- five
Mothers get welfare,
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Yo who can get fierce as fierce can get,
get set
I'm ready,
to eat MC's like spaghetti
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I've blown the world well known,
the man's got it sewn
zoom za- zoom za- zoom
let me get my dough
You're real slow,
get the dick like a homo
Got the name, no games, the outlaw
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I'm real raw,
plus my style is hardcore
Verse 3
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"I can get real raw" plus
Verse 4
freak a smile
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I'm crazier than ever,
please pull my lever
Ooh I can't wait, I'm paid, I see him
Brothers on my jock, a G for padium
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MC's that are down please stay down
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My nature's to hate ya, my style of MC'in
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to dust and crush I bust every human bein
Dig it, I'm cool but one rule,
don't act fool
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My four- fifth's a tool, I have aim
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The master, baby, death, okay G?
Let's get back to the issue
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Weepin' willow grab a pillow 'fore
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I'm concrete, hard as the street,
like pavement
Leavin' heads bleedin',
strictly in amazement
Surrender, with more ups
than Alcindor
I'll bend ya, you're tender,
next agenda
Verse 5
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"I can get real raw" plus
Verse 6
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Yeah, check this out
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I belong in a hospital insane
Life fast lane on the brain like Bruce Wayne
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A telltale won't fail or get stale
'Cause I'm stuck like braille as
I walk on a 3rd rail
Manson's my grandson,
girls still rub my chest
I'm G with James Brown,
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Craig Mack's the brother that
attacks at random
MC's I slammed em, 'cause I'm
fat as Ralph Cramdem
Ras, bumba claat, boy I kill ya
MC's I'm a thriller, from here to Manilla
Lay down, nothin' but facts,
jacks
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The blackjack ace to the beatdown max
on my single
More chips on my shoulder than the
chips made by Pringle
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So how do you figure? I'm
stronger than your liquor
Wild Irish Rose, huh, strike a pose
I'm death to an MC,
on those that tempt me
One more score for the war, see ya
I'm real raw, plus my style is hardcore
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real raw"
Outro 1
plus my style is hardcore
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